Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Stars of Fate ❯ Chapter Twenty ( Chapter 20 )
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Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Sci-fi / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.17.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 182 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Sci-fi / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.17.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 182 | Status: Completed
He stiffened. "I don't want to lose you.... But that doesn't mean what you think. Yori and I share a lot of things in common. If I lost you, it would make me upset because of fish boy."
Again, she sighed. "I'll ask Blue Yori to stop trying to blackmail you. I want you to try to care about me the way he does, but that's not going to happen. I don't want him blackmailing you into changing just so he can keep me. Either you both want me or neither of you get me. You should want me to stick around for more than just sex. And I'm ok with the fact that you just want me that way, but that will never make me care about you like I do him. Which means that I can not be with you or him. If I don't care about you both, then I can't be with either of you. You're both like a package deal. If you won't change on your own, then it's like your just sticking around because Blue Yori is making you." She played with his tail. "And I don't want it to be like that."
He watched as she played with his tail. It slowly curled up in her hand. "I...." he bit his lip, "am not good with stuff like this. I enjoy your presence; and I do find you attractive. Even though fish boy and I are the same person. It is still awkward for us to share you. Every time I touch it feels like I'm betraying him."
"Well, making me bleed and leaving marks on me is an odd way of showing betrayal," she said with narrow eyes. They softened after a moment. "Does Blue Yori feel the same way? Like he is betraying you when we kiss?"
He shook his head and chose to ignore her comment . "We've talked it over. He fell for you long before he even knew that I existed. Because of that, and because he cares for you more than I do, I have no problem letting him be with you. The only time he ever really said anything about feeling bad was that time when you yelled at him and he disappeared for a few days. He said that if you liked me more, than he wouldn't come out again. He wants you to be happy...even if it's with me."
She dropped his tail and looked out the window. "I want to care for you both the same. Not one more than the other. I want to be able to sit here with you and feel the exact same way I feel with him." She looked back at him and placed her hand on his face. "If I can't do that, then I can't be with him. I just can't care for one of you and not the other. Even if you and him are ok with it, I'm not. I have to care for you both as if you were the same because in truth, you are."
He slowly moved his hand on top of her's. "I'm trying and so is he," he told her. "Just...give us time." He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. He was trying blue's approach, being gentle for once.
Alana was stunned. For a moment, she just sat there with her eyes open in shock, but slowly, her eyes closed and she moved closer. Her arms moved around his neck and she deepened the kiss. He held her there as she deepened the kiss. Every part of him wanted to ravage her, but he was going to try and play this by fish boy's way. Her hands ran down his chest, knowing it all too well. She didn't want to admit it out loud, but the way he kissed her was so much more lustful and exciting than Blue Yori. It left her wanting more. He took a deep breath as her hand trailed over his body. He kissed her once more, pressing hard against her to taste her. His hands ran down her back as he spread his legs so that she could lay down on top of him. She winced against him as she rested against him, her ribs aching at the movement. She ignored it while she pulled back lightly. Her lips trailed kisses over his skin, nibbling just how she knew he liked it. He hissed as her teeth grazed his skin. This was starting to get harder. He had to keep himself in check for everyone involved. He ran his hands through her hair, caressing her face and guiding her over him, showing her where to bite to make him shudder.
She sat up a bit on him. "Are you going to be ok with this? With my ribs broken?" she asked a little flushed.
He looked at her and shook his head. "No," he answered honestly. "I would likely hurt you further."
Alana sat up, sitting on his hips and bit her lips. She didn't want to stop, but she didn't want more broken bones either. "Alright...I understand."
He looked up at her and caressed her cheek. "I'm going to let the runt take over so you two can have your fun. It's been...interesting." He pulled her down to his chest where he kissed he deeply, as he did he let himself sleep back into the darkness.
Alana pulled back once more and pushed the stop button on the TV. She was disappointed. For once she and Golden Yori were connecting and he ended it. Of all times she had to be injured...
Yori opened his eyes and looked at her. He didn't need to use much of an imagination to figure out what had happened. "I'm...sorry that things did not end how you wanted them to," he told her as he stared up at her.
Alana smiled and ran her hand through his hair. "I'm just as happy having you here, Yori," she said. "Do you want to see what I recorded or do you want to finish what he started?"
He looked at the television and smiled. "I trust him," he told her. "Besides, how can I think of anything else when I have someone so pretty on top of me?"
"You don't need the pick up lines. You already have me," she said as she leaned down once more to press her lips on his.
He massaged her lips with his own. His hands tenderly going over her body, avoiding her ribs as he slipped his fingers into her panties and pushed two fingers into her. She was taken back. He wasn't wasting anytime. Moving her hands down, she caressed his penis through his boxers before slipping a hand in them and grabbing hold of him. He moaned softly as she grabbed his cock. He smiled and kissed her again. He pumped his fingers into her and rubbed her clit while his free arm brought her down to kiss him.
"Tell me if I do anything to hurt you," he told her.
Alana moved off him. "That position hurts," she admitted. She laid on her back, the pressure finally gone for her ribs. She pulled him over her and let him hold himself up over her with one arm while the other arm stroked her. She pulled at his boxers wanting to feel him.
He let her yank his boxers off of him. Pulling at her panties they were soon off to. He never took his eyes off of hers, checking for any signs of pain or discomfort as he began to work himself into her. She closed her eyes. Once, this part had been the part she hated, but now, when he first entered her was like a little piece of perfection. She moaned lightly. He was easy like always and she loved him for it. Her hands moved up his arms to his ears. He nuzzled her hands as she stroked his ears. Working himself into her he began his pace, slower and more gentle than usual. He knew that every time he pumped into her it was likely to hurt more than usual, so he didn't want to take many risks. As he watched her face, his pace began to increase in speed since she didn't look like she was suffering. She couldn't keep her hands on his ears for too long. Her hands moved to her ribs, as if holding them would fix the pain. She wanted to ignore it since the feeling of his cock in her was everything she wanted. Her eyes opened and she looked him in the eyes, wanting him to understand that she didn't want him to stop.
He bit his lip as he looked at her. She wanted this, but he was hurting her. What would the other him do? Well, he would go faster and harder, but he wasn't willing to do that. Instead he leaned forward and nuzzled her neck as he kept up his pace. His hand moved down to rub her clit. He wanted to work her to her climax as quick as possible so she wouldn't have to stay in pain. She moaned in gratitude. With that simple gesture, she was building. She covered his neck and shoulder with butterfly kisses as her legs moved up.
As her legs moved he was able to work a little more into her. His cock going deeper into her. He groaned, trying not ram himself into her as he thrust. His fangs danced over her neck and chest, hastily followed by his tongue. She grunted. Her arms moved over his back and she buried her face in his neck. Biting her lip, she dug her nails in his back as she peeked and a soft, but long moan escaped from her parted lips. Her walls hugged him while she tried not to shake so much so her ribs wouldn't be in anymore pain. He groaned softly as he felt her tighten and orgasms. He held her close to him, letting her ride out her orgasm. When she finished, he pressed his lips to hers, nibbling on them as he thrust his tongue down her throat and began to pull out of her.
Alana pushed at his hips, pushing him back in her. "Finish," she whispered against him.
He groaned softly as he pushed back into her. "Are you going to be able to handle it?"
"Just do it, Yori. I want you to enjoy this too," she moaned while rubbing his ears.
He shuddered, but nodded. Getting back into position, he held her hips and started his pace. Nuzzling her hands, he smiled. God she was good with her hands. He could feel himself slowly start to build. She bit her lip and didn't move her hands from his ears. Her ribs were killing her, but even though he was trying to reach his end, she was enjoying his work. When he finally felt his cock throb, he tightened his grip and pushed into her. He came as his cock pulsated in her. A soft moan escaped his lips and he looked down at her with a goofy smile. Leaning forward, he kissed her tenderly, nibbling on her bottom lip as he pulled back. She let her hands drop to the side, the pushed on his chest. He moved of her and she moaned as he pulled out of her. She looked over at him while reaching for her pills.
"Glad you finished?" she smiled.
He smirked and rubbed her back as she reached for her pills. "Do you have to ask?" He kissed her shoulder and then laid back down.
Alana downed a few pills then pulled the covers over them. She couldn't cuddle with him because of her ribs, but that didn't stop her from moving close to him and playing with his tail under the covers.
He smiled as she played with his tail. Kissing her cheek, he let his tail come up so it was easier for her to reach. He remembered the first time she'd touched his tail. He'd been worried that she was going to do something. Now he loved the way she played with it. It just seemed...right.
Alana went to school that week as normal. Yori had made a different face for himself and she called him Miku. To here, he looked like a Miku. She got stares before at school, but it seemed now that people were going out of their way just to get a glimpse of her. It was annoying. However, she went to school and stayed until the last bell sounded and she could leave. Miku was always waiting for her outside the gates of the school. As much as she didn't seem to care, it was Yori who wouldn't allow her to ever be alone outside of the house unless she was in school.
The riot had been all over holo screens and was broadcast over and over throughout the whole week. Alana eventually got tired of seeing it and she got tired of people asking her questions and giving her dirty looks. She didn't get tired of Eldarians shaking her hand just to get to touch the young girl who was willing to risk their lives for their rights. That made her feel good.
Eventually the news hit her aunts ears and suddenly she was sent a million letters asking her what the hell was she doing. Often the sentences asked if Alana was trying to ruin her aunt and Alana only sent one letter back that said, "Yes." Though it wasn't true completely, it was only a bonus that her aunt was suffering because of Alana's voice.
Just like any other day Yori was standing outside the school waiting for her. He didn't care that people stared at him or made fun of him while he was there. He just leaned against the gate and napped most of the time until she got out. When she finally did he smiled and nodded as they started the walk home. "Dad called while you were in school," he told her. Stretching out his hand he caught a can that was thrown at the back of her head. Bringing it to his face he sniffed it before shrugging and tossing it to the side. "He wanted to know if you'd be ready for another speech followed by meeting the president."
Alana watched him drop the can. She was use to it, but it only made her more motivated to do what she thought was right. "Yeah, I'll do it." She would meet the president. Most people would kill for that. "I need to get a nicer outfit for that..." she said thinking out loud. She looked up at Yori. His face looked serious and wiser. He was handsome and his green eyes sparkled when he looked at her. He was Miku.
He nodded. "Okay then. That's good, because I already told dad you would." He smiled at her. He knew that she couldn't resist something like that. "Since we don't have anything else to do today and since you don't care about your studies, would you like to go ahead and go shopping? The speech will be this Friday."
"That's tomorrow!" Alana yelled. She pushed her bag at him and started running. "Come on! We have to find something awesome before the sun goes down! I don't even have a speech ready!" she yelled back at him.
He sighed and tossed her bag over his shoulder. In a few long strides he was by her side. The mall was on the other side of town. They were going to have to run quickly to make it there. Watching as Alana tried to keep up, he smiled and gently nudged her into an alleyway where no one would see them. Setting her bag down, he offered her his hand. "You trust me? I can get us there in a few minutes and no one will see us."
Alana grabbed her bag. "You better pray no one sees us..." she said and took his hand.
Again, she sighed. "I'll ask Blue Yori to stop trying to blackmail you. I want you to try to care about me the way he does, but that's not going to happen. I don't want him blackmailing you into changing just so he can keep me. Either you both want me or neither of you get me. You should want me to stick around for more than just sex. And I'm ok with the fact that you just want me that way, but that will never make me care about you like I do him. Which means that I can not be with you or him. If I don't care about you both, then I can't be with either of you. You're both like a package deal. If you won't change on your own, then it's like your just sticking around because Blue Yori is making you." She played with his tail. "And I don't want it to be like that."
He watched as she played with his tail. It slowly curled up in her hand. "I...." he bit his lip, "am not good with stuff like this. I enjoy your presence; and I do find you attractive. Even though fish boy and I are the same person. It is still awkward for us to share you. Every time I touch it feels like I'm betraying him."
"Well, making me bleed and leaving marks on me is an odd way of showing betrayal," she said with narrow eyes. They softened after a moment. "Does Blue Yori feel the same way? Like he is betraying you when we kiss?"
He shook his head and chose to ignore her comment . "We've talked it over. He fell for you long before he even knew that I existed. Because of that, and because he cares for you more than I do, I have no problem letting him be with you. The only time he ever really said anything about feeling bad was that time when you yelled at him and he disappeared for a few days. He said that if you liked me more, than he wouldn't come out again. He wants you to be happy...even if it's with me."
She dropped his tail and looked out the window. "I want to care for you both the same. Not one more than the other. I want to be able to sit here with you and feel the exact same way I feel with him." She looked back at him and placed her hand on his face. "If I can't do that, then I can't be with him. I just can't care for one of you and not the other. Even if you and him are ok with it, I'm not. I have to care for you both as if you were the same because in truth, you are."
He slowly moved his hand on top of her's. "I'm trying and so is he," he told her. "Just...give us time." He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. He was trying blue's approach, being gentle for once.
Alana was stunned. For a moment, she just sat there with her eyes open in shock, but slowly, her eyes closed and she moved closer. Her arms moved around his neck and she deepened the kiss. He held her there as she deepened the kiss. Every part of him wanted to ravage her, but he was going to try and play this by fish boy's way. Her hands ran down his chest, knowing it all too well. She didn't want to admit it out loud, but the way he kissed her was so much more lustful and exciting than Blue Yori. It left her wanting more. He took a deep breath as her hand trailed over his body. He kissed her once more, pressing hard against her to taste her. His hands ran down her back as he spread his legs so that she could lay down on top of him. She winced against him as she rested against him, her ribs aching at the movement. She ignored it while she pulled back lightly. Her lips trailed kisses over his skin, nibbling just how she knew he liked it. He hissed as her teeth grazed his skin. This was starting to get harder. He had to keep himself in check for everyone involved. He ran his hands through her hair, caressing her face and guiding her over him, showing her where to bite to make him shudder.
She sat up a bit on him. "Are you going to be ok with this? With my ribs broken?" she asked a little flushed.
He looked at her and shook his head. "No," he answered honestly. "I would likely hurt you further."
Alana sat up, sitting on his hips and bit her lips. She didn't want to stop, but she didn't want more broken bones either. "Alright...I understand."
He looked up at her and caressed her cheek. "I'm going to let the runt take over so you two can have your fun. It's been...interesting." He pulled her down to his chest where he kissed he deeply, as he did he let himself sleep back into the darkness.
Alana pulled back once more and pushed the stop button on the TV. She was disappointed. For once she and Golden Yori were connecting and he ended it. Of all times she had to be injured...
Yori opened his eyes and looked at her. He didn't need to use much of an imagination to figure out what had happened. "I'm...sorry that things did not end how you wanted them to," he told her as he stared up at her.
Alana smiled and ran her hand through his hair. "I'm just as happy having you here, Yori," she said. "Do you want to see what I recorded or do you want to finish what he started?"
He looked at the television and smiled. "I trust him," he told her. "Besides, how can I think of anything else when I have someone so pretty on top of me?"
"You don't need the pick up lines. You already have me," she said as she leaned down once more to press her lips on his.
He massaged her lips with his own. His hands tenderly going over her body, avoiding her ribs as he slipped his fingers into her panties and pushed two fingers into her. She was taken back. He wasn't wasting anytime. Moving her hands down, she caressed his penis through his boxers before slipping a hand in them and grabbing hold of him. He moaned softly as she grabbed his cock. He smiled and kissed her again. He pumped his fingers into her and rubbed her clit while his free arm brought her down to kiss him.
"Tell me if I do anything to hurt you," he told her.
Alana moved off him. "That position hurts," she admitted. She laid on her back, the pressure finally gone for her ribs. She pulled him over her and let him hold himself up over her with one arm while the other arm stroked her. She pulled at his boxers wanting to feel him.
He let her yank his boxers off of him. Pulling at her panties they were soon off to. He never took his eyes off of hers, checking for any signs of pain or discomfort as he began to work himself into her. She closed her eyes. Once, this part had been the part she hated, but now, when he first entered her was like a little piece of perfection. She moaned lightly. He was easy like always and she loved him for it. Her hands moved up his arms to his ears. He nuzzled her hands as she stroked his ears. Working himself into her he began his pace, slower and more gentle than usual. He knew that every time he pumped into her it was likely to hurt more than usual, so he didn't want to take many risks. As he watched her face, his pace began to increase in speed since she didn't look like she was suffering. She couldn't keep her hands on his ears for too long. Her hands moved to her ribs, as if holding them would fix the pain. She wanted to ignore it since the feeling of his cock in her was everything she wanted. Her eyes opened and she looked him in the eyes, wanting him to understand that she didn't want him to stop.
He bit his lip as he looked at her. She wanted this, but he was hurting her. What would the other him do? Well, he would go faster and harder, but he wasn't willing to do that. Instead he leaned forward and nuzzled her neck as he kept up his pace. His hand moved down to rub her clit. He wanted to work her to her climax as quick as possible so she wouldn't have to stay in pain. She moaned in gratitude. With that simple gesture, she was building. She covered his neck and shoulder with butterfly kisses as her legs moved up.
As her legs moved he was able to work a little more into her. His cock going deeper into her. He groaned, trying not ram himself into her as he thrust. His fangs danced over her neck and chest, hastily followed by his tongue. She grunted. Her arms moved over his back and she buried her face in his neck. Biting her lip, she dug her nails in his back as she peeked and a soft, but long moan escaped from her parted lips. Her walls hugged him while she tried not to shake so much so her ribs wouldn't be in anymore pain. He groaned softly as he felt her tighten and orgasms. He held her close to him, letting her ride out her orgasm. When she finished, he pressed his lips to hers, nibbling on them as he thrust his tongue down her throat and began to pull out of her.
Alana pushed at his hips, pushing him back in her. "Finish," she whispered against him.
He groaned softly as he pushed back into her. "Are you going to be able to handle it?"
"Just do it, Yori. I want you to enjoy this too," she moaned while rubbing his ears.
He shuddered, but nodded. Getting back into position, he held her hips and started his pace. Nuzzling her hands, he smiled. God she was good with her hands. He could feel himself slowly start to build. She bit her lip and didn't move her hands from his ears. Her ribs were killing her, but even though he was trying to reach his end, she was enjoying his work. When he finally felt his cock throb, he tightened his grip and pushed into her. He came as his cock pulsated in her. A soft moan escaped his lips and he looked down at her with a goofy smile. Leaning forward, he kissed her tenderly, nibbling on her bottom lip as he pulled back. She let her hands drop to the side, the pushed on his chest. He moved of her and she moaned as he pulled out of her. She looked over at him while reaching for her pills.
"Glad you finished?" she smiled.
He smirked and rubbed her back as she reached for her pills. "Do you have to ask?" He kissed her shoulder and then laid back down.
Alana downed a few pills then pulled the covers over them. She couldn't cuddle with him because of her ribs, but that didn't stop her from moving close to him and playing with his tail under the covers.
He smiled as she played with his tail. Kissing her cheek, he let his tail come up so it was easier for her to reach. He remembered the first time she'd touched his tail. He'd been worried that she was going to do something. Now he loved the way she played with it. It just seemed...right.
Alana went to school that week as normal. Yori had made a different face for himself and she called him Miku. To here, he looked like a Miku. She got stares before at school, but it seemed now that people were going out of their way just to get a glimpse of her. It was annoying. However, she went to school and stayed until the last bell sounded and she could leave. Miku was always waiting for her outside the gates of the school. As much as she didn't seem to care, it was Yori who wouldn't allow her to ever be alone outside of the house unless she was in school.
The riot had been all over holo screens and was broadcast over and over throughout the whole week. Alana eventually got tired of seeing it and she got tired of people asking her questions and giving her dirty looks. She didn't get tired of Eldarians shaking her hand just to get to touch the young girl who was willing to risk their lives for their rights. That made her feel good.
Eventually the news hit her aunts ears and suddenly she was sent a million letters asking her what the hell was she doing. Often the sentences asked if Alana was trying to ruin her aunt and Alana only sent one letter back that said, "Yes." Though it wasn't true completely, it was only a bonus that her aunt was suffering because of Alana's voice.
Just like any other day Yori was standing outside the school waiting for her. He didn't care that people stared at him or made fun of him while he was there. He just leaned against the gate and napped most of the time until she got out. When she finally did he smiled and nodded as they started the walk home. "Dad called while you were in school," he told her. Stretching out his hand he caught a can that was thrown at the back of her head. Bringing it to his face he sniffed it before shrugging and tossing it to the side. "He wanted to know if you'd be ready for another speech followed by meeting the president."
Alana watched him drop the can. She was use to it, but it only made her more motivated to do what she thought was right. "Yeah, I'll do it." She would meet the president. Most people would kill for that. "I need to get a nicer outfit for that..." she said thinking out loud. She looked up at Yori. His face looked serious and wiser. He was handsome and his green eyes sparkled when he looked at her. He was Miku.
He nodded. "Okay then. That's good, because I already told dad you would." He smiled at her. He knew that she couldn't resist something like that. "Since we don't have anything else to do today and since you don't care about your studies, would you like to go ahead and go shopping? The speech will be this Friday."
"That's tomorrow!" Alana yelled. She pushed her bag at him and started running. "Come on! We have to find something awesome before the sun goes down! I don't even have a speech ready!" she yelled back at him.
He sighed and tossed her bag over his shoulder. In a few long strides he was by her side. The mall was on the other side of town. They were going to have to run quickly to make it there. Watching as Alana tried to keep up, he smiled and gently nudged her into an alleyway where no one would see them. Setting her bag down, he offered her his hand. "You trust me? I can get us there in a few minutes and no one will see us."
Alana grabbed her bag. "You better pray no one sees us..." she said and took his hand.